My hands gripped each other tight behind my back. I wasn't conscious that I'd done this at all, until he chuckled and whispered: "Good boy."I was mesm...erised. Bull's long, fat fingers were thicker than the erect dicklet he was playing with. And, of course, I was scared as hell, so vulnerable. He could have hurt me really badly, crushed me. My breathing came hard and shallow. My dicklet started to produce pre-cum copiously. Bull reached up and pinched one of my nipples hard, then stroked my. She quickly turned up the thermostat and within minutes, the place felt intimately warm and inviting.As Ann put some Romantic Guitar Music on her Stereo, turning quickly she caught his hungry look as he drank in her exquisite beauty.Smiling to herself, she felt flattered by his interest in her. Gee, she thought, maybe this could work out.The CD on the Stereo was playing a very romantic guitar solo of the old Standard, "Embraceable You."Dancing close, in the privacy of Ann's Quonset hut, their. Women had scored onelast victory and the battle of the sexes was won. Once males had acknowledgedtheir slave status, they became totally dedicated to serve the women. The women were wise enough to give them something to look up to. A male thatwould be very submissive and eager to please at all times, received small rewardlike a better sleeping quarter, less beating of course, the authorization tolick his Mistress's feet etc. For a male, a measure of his value was in howgood a slave he was. Soon. Then they might want to help you when you give birth andafterward. They might be a wonderful benefit, not an additional burden."I said, "Lily, you are absolutely right. I have been looking at this in anunduly negative way, and not seeing the positives. You're brilliant.Thank You!" That caused her to blush.We chatted about less weighty issues for another hour, and then Lily gottired. I decided to go see Clarisse.Clarisse was awake, but with her face bandaged and hurting, she couldn'ttalk.